Poet. Writer. Photographer.
The things we edit... When it comes to my photography, editing to me is not perfecting, so I suppose I should call it altering; it is transforming creatively the tone, literarily, though that often comes from color changes, cooling or warming, fading or imbuing, really a canvas with my technology as the brush, though you … Continue reading Dynamic Art
Part three of an unnamed work in progress. Here are parts one and two: My Star and A Coat of Sunshine Time to talk about the song. When my son last visited, he played this song a lot on our Bluetooth speaker while he and his girlfriend and my daughter stayed up all hours playing board games … Continue reading Event Horizon
When I was a child, I simply and casually went with the flow. I don’t think that’s common, but maybe it is for the good middle children, as such was I. Even when my parents announced their divorce, I took it in stride, felt it was best for all. Mom said it would hit me, … Continue reading Peanuts in the Cobblestone
Nothing perpendicular nor parallel nor artificial about the clouds, the only construction in how they are always self-shifting, in motion, morphing into pictures and infinite undefined shapes. No straight lines to not cross nor borders boxing in the imagination, already dissected and discarded by the non-hands of mortal science “experts,” the angels that form them, … Continue reading Cloud Sails
I was sitting out on the patio this morning after the rains, writing, or attempting to, taking a typing break, messaging a friend about my struggle to get back into prose writing; I think my DNA has morphed since being rebirthed back into a poet. I was realizing that my own nature photos have come … Continue reading A Hummingbird Visit
Reinvention of the self,a mosaic,from pieces forgedand discovered–some to be polished,painted,others best withthe coatings ofdust and dirt. Have you found yourself? I've been rethinking this concept lately. For me, I have never really been looking for myself but rather my home, that place where I feel completely welcome, where I am already accurately and wholly … Continue reading Clues & Pieces
It's sooooooo dismal out there! People's weather. The holidays are always toughest for me. I hit my latest low the minute they "ended," when I let it all out. Just too many inner truths surface and get ripped open that I like to keep neatly wrapped the rest of the year and stashed away in … Continue reading Sunny Blooms
Dense fog advisory. Dark, early Saturday morning. Mild temperatures. A perfect time to... head to the beach! I make my coffee to go. I love fog and mist, as I do rain and thunderstorms...something about the mood of this kind of weather invigorates my soul. It is another clue in the discovery of my own … Continue reading Inside Clouds
Everything happens for a reason? No, I don’t think so. I hope not. I am not a believer in fate to that extreme. It’s too controlling. If it were truth, I’d personally journey to dethrone those meddling Moirai and take back my life. I’d do it for others too.Now destiny to me is a whole … Continue reading Monday to Monday
I am a champion of dandelions, so when I spotted the first one unseasonably early this year in January, it was meaningful to me. This "winter" along the Gulf Coast has been a wonderland for me despite the absence of snow. Summer flowers refused to fold, autumn arrived in December and passed yet lingers, some … Continue reading First Dandelion
